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Taken by the King of the Underground
I have no way to run away from the Italian Mafia don
God, the black lead is so handsome...
"Who do you work for?" He asked out of nowhere with a severe expression.
"I don't work for anybody," I replied almost immediately.
I saw his expression in the mirror in front of me.
He was openly staring without shame, smirking. I caught his stare through the mirror raising my head high.
The tension in the room doubled as he kept my stare not backing down. I sudden...

He pulled me in front of him, and I felt like I was like facing Satan himself. He leaned in closer to me, his face was so close to mine that if I moved, we would bump heads. I gulped as I looked at him with my wide eyes, scared of what he might do.
“We’ll have a little chat together soon, okay?” I couldn’t talk, I just stared at him wide-eyed while my heart was beating like crazy. I can only hope it was not mine he was after.
Althaia meets the dangerous mafia boss, Damiano, who gets drawn to ...

"Alpha!" She nosed at his jawline, more than aware that his hand's sneaking up her side.
"I need you to fuck me, need your knot..." His hand was so rough, so large, and how it ran over her skin made the omega throb everywhere.
"Nobody's ever touched you like this, omega? You're so sensitive."
"No, they tried...but I didn't...let them." She whimpered, lolling her head back as his fingers met her bare skin.
"Why not, baby? Why am I allowed to touch you like this?"
"Because you're my Alpha."
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Kael Graham is a cold, unfeeling man driven by a relentless quest for revenge. He is determined to destroy Rachel Mitchell's life and will do anything to achieve his goal. To do so, Kael lures Rachel into a dangerous trap, but, ironically, it is Rachel's sister Sarah who suffers the consequences. Now, who will emerge victorious in this game of revenge and pleasure?

“And what do you think strength is?” I asked her between clenched teeth.
“Strength is to be brave enough to open up to someone else, to give someone your heart even though by doing so you hand them a way to utterly destroy you. It’s to be there for the people you call family,” she told me.
“Are you saying we wouldn’t help our brothers? Fuck you, Tite! I would die for each of my brothers!”
“Yeah, that is easy to say, Nash, easy to do. The big gestures, going out in blaze of glory with your b...